Bite your Tongue – Colombia Part II
Continued from Part 1…. Dinner bubbles away on the purring stove, I take my eye from the the lake being lit by distant flashes of …
Contrasts – Colombia Pt 1
Like a cordoned crowd, the jungle seems to hang over and stretch out across the muddy road as if it is tantalisingly off limits, waiting …
Darien Crossing – Pacific Side
‘I’ll be happier when the bikes are on, we’re on and we’re on our way.’ I reply, anxiously viewing the huge mound of cargo still sitting on the dock waiting to be loaded.
‘They can’t be putting all that on,’ says Oli, ever the optimist, ‘it must be for another boat.’ Though I can sense even Olivier’s doubt.
‘Maybe,’ I say, calculating space, as a man adds steel rods to the mound and to my equation of; bricks, cement, fridges, washing machines, wood, galvanise, rice, beer, fizzy drinks, steel girders and the ubiquitous can’t-go-anywhere-without-one….chicken…alive.
And let’s not forget the two motorbikes.
The Cure….The end of Central America
“One dollar.” “For what?!” I reply. “Policia,” “Jeez, everyone wants a dollar here!” I retort angrily pulling yet another dollar from my fairly vacant wallet. …
Reading the Signs (Honduras)
She sits upright, pulls off her damp t-shirt and slips into a clean cotton sweater. She walks through the villa out on to the terrace …
Howley sh!t….
The little cuddly howler monkey….They might look cute….. But they scare the poo out of you in camp at night…. Howler monkeys from Nick …